Are you mine?โ Yes. โAre you mine?โ Yes. โAre you mine?โ No. โNo?โ No. I loved being yours. But now Iโm mine, which is all I ever was, in the end.
Emma ForrestHe was only twenty-five.He was young enough to miss his youth just as it was slipping away. The worst kind of loss-the one that is happening as you feel it.
Emma ForrestI think that's the function of a lot of psychiatrists and therapists, is keeping people afloat just long enough for them to get older.
Emma ForrestPeople don't know. We don't know ourselves so we tell ourselves what we really know is other people. We could say the depth of pain we feel for the lovers who've left us is because we knew them so well.
Emma ForrestYouโre like Marilyn Monroe,โ Ken tells me, which I take as a compliment and say a nervous โThank Youโ. Interrupting, he adds, โYouโre all velvet and Velcro. Men want you because youโre sexy and broken and when it gets too rough they can say โHey! This toy is broken!โ and toss you aside without feeling bad.
Emma Forrest